A/N: 7th drabble. I've been lazy all right? Also I suck at humor…
Title: Lost and Found
Pairings/Characters: ByakuyaxRenji
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Humor
Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach
Words: 436
Number: #7
There was the briefest of chills at night.
Two figures slept silently, entangled in each other's embrace. Black criss-crossed with red strands creating a startling pleasant combination streak. The red hair lay overtop the perfect even black strands, and the body lay, positioned over top. A chin lay over the others chest, a smile over his face as he ran his fingers through the nobles black hair, hearing a slight moan as his hand, the free one, snaked along the pale yet immaculate unscarred skin.
"Stop it…"
"C'mon Taichou…"
There was a pause before. "…No."
"Please?"
"No."
The captains of sixth division wrestled to get back up and retain some pride that he knew deep down somewhere, he had. His efforts though, were wasted when that same grip immediately changed to his arms, pinned them above his head. Byakuya scowled slightly, although it was hard to see in the dark. He blamed it on exhaustion of work, yes; there was no way he could lose to Renji in anything.
Or so he thought anyway.
Breath hit the higher ranked beings cheek, easing him to relax and succumb to the desires the body grasped for. Above him Renji could only grin. He let go of one arm and let his hand travel a line from the shoulder down past the chest and waist to the inner thigh, running a pattern of circles before curving and----
The lights flicked on, blinding the two naughty Shinigamis.
"Ken-chan! KEN-CHAN! I found the princess and prince! 3" The young voice nearly SCREAMED out the statement, making the dubious undressed two on the floor to stand bolt right up, grasping sheets shared between them to cover up.
Not too long later heavy footsteps fell nearer until Kenpachi poked his face in and arched a hard brow. "You found the----YACHIRU DON'T LOOK!"
The male father figure reached out, grabbing the child around the waist and ushered her out the door faster then he could break it, giving the two a dangerous look. "We don't need anymore fangirls guys. Matsumoto is doing plenty."
With that the captain left, leaving Renji and Byakuya to wallow in confusion.
"Did we just…?" Renji questioned.
"Yeah." Byakuya agreed.
"And we…"
"Yeah."
"Should we…?"
"…Yeah."
Byakuya grunted at the following silence and flash stepped to the light switch and turned it off, resuming their fun, once again entangling in an explosion of passion.
After all, what were Shinigamis supposed to do on their day off? Paperwork?